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‘What’s going on, Satram?’ I asked with a slight quiver in my voice, as I looked on through the balcony.

‘One of the guards found that man fallen unconscious just outside our walls, sir,’ he replied,  ‘He is probably dead.’

‘What was he doing there?’ I knew the answer, though.

‘Just what he has always been doing, sir.’ Satram’s tone abruptly shifted its focus to the disgust he had for t...

‘She doesn’t know who she is.’ The diverse voices emanating from all the corners of Kashwarg are blending into a consensus to create a tune never opined before, ‘Nor does she realise yet what her Baba has caused her to be victim of.’ ‘But, she will.’ ‘One day, she will adopt this world now stranger to her as hers.’ ‘The whole of Kashwarg will be the light on her path to her freedom.’ ‘Kashwarg will be ready to be at disagreement with anything there can be, if that is what is demanded of it in...

‘આપનું સવાગત છે કાશવરગમાં!’ રાજયનાં ખૂણે ખૂણેથી ઉદભવી રહેલા અસતવયસત અવાજો સંગઠિત થઈને કોઈ એક નવી ધૂન રચી રહયા છે, ‘ કાશવરગ – પૃથવી પરનું સવરગ! ખરેખર?’ ‘ઇતિહાસ કદી સંઘરી ના શકે, તેવા ગુના એ માણસ- એ દાનવ આચરી ગયો, અને કાશવરગ શું કરી જ શકયું?’ ‘સજા તો એને મળશે જ, આખું કાશવરગ આપશે એને સજા!’ ‘અનુષાને નયાય અપાવવાની કવાયતમાં જો તેને ધરમ, રાજ, અરથ, વિજઞાન, કળા, સંસકાર, વિશવાસ, કલપના, સંબંધ, લાગણી, કરમ કે અસતિતવ- એ દરેક અસંમતિ વડે ચિરાઈ જવું પડે, તો પણ મંજૂર હશે.’ ‘પણ એક સમય આવશે , જયારે પરતયેક કાશવરગ...

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     Amid thundering applause, he rose up again on the stage as everybody waited for him to begin with what he had promised to offer them that night: the greatest act he had ever performed, the Last Joke. The white and red make-up on his face shone as bright as any other night, so did that stretched-out wide smile.

     ‘You know, my wife - she always asks me if I know anything more than just...

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एक दिन ऐसा डूबा,

डूबा, लेके तेरा चैन डूबा..

एक government policy से कोई हँसा, कोई रोया,

Racism के सामने बांग फूँकनेवाला तू,

आज तेरा ‘काला’ धन ही racism का शिकार होया..

कभी लाल बतती पे भी पों-पों बजाये बिना ढंग से बैठ ना पाया था तू,

ऐसी line में लग गया आज,

छोरियों को भी line मारना भूल गया तू..

बीवी को भी ना कभी देखा होगा इतनी शिददत से तूने,

जितने पयार से one-sided lover के जैसे

cashier को दूर स...

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Okay, so here I’m writing something. What’s the topic, you must ask. I don’t know, I must say. I seriously don’t. So, here I’m writing something, and I don’t have a damn idea what it is going to be about, what genre it is going to belong to, how long it has to be, what kind of structure it has to have, not even what purpose it is supposed to serve. I am just writing down whatever randomly come...

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“I waited till nine thirty yesterday.” The engineer spoke as he got into the van, occupied the left seat and closed the door, “Was there a call?”

“Yeah, although I am supposed to go off at nine.” The ambulance driver replied as he drove towards the engineer’s house, “It was serious. An about seventies man was about to be transported.”

“Did he make it?” The engineer questioned.

“Nope.” The driver p...

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I observed him carefully as he walked to the door. I knew that time was running out, but suppressed my urge to check my watch. I took a deep breath and started counting in reverse, and as the clock ticked further, my mind tickled my long forgotten memories. Surprisingly, I could actually remember everything about it, about him!

I once knew a man, who never existed, who had never taken a c...

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કયારેક કયારેક મારા દિલડામાં ખયાલ આવે છે,

તારી યાદ શું લેવા મારા દિમાગની મેથી મારે છે?

કંઈ લીધા વગર મેં મારું નાજુકડું દિલડું તને આપી દીધું,

તો એ પાછું આલવામાં એય બેશરમ તારા બાપનું શું જાય છે?

બસ આંખોના ઈશારા વડે બાટલીમાં ઉતારી દીધો મુજ પાગલને એય નાસમજ,

પહેલા size તો જોવી ‘તી, હવે બાટલીમાંથી નીકળવું tough પડે છે.

કાશ હોત તારા પગ ઉલટા, બનયો ના હોત હું તારો પુંછડો,

સુનવું મારે પડે છે તારે લીધે, કે...

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‘A virtual revolution – that’s what it is being promoted as! What do you think Mr. Nair, is this really going to change the behaviour of the youth or is it just another mortal fluke?’ Kalpit heard the voices as he tried searching for some more interesting CDs. But all he had was this usual boring stuff played by the radio: discussions about an issue he had heard thousands of times in last few months! Fo...